06-28-2018, 01:56 PM
Havarti nods, slightly embarrassed at his perceived lack of skill. He sits back down and crosses his hooves and scratches his head and deer ears. "Heh yeah, I have been told a few times that my kind are rare around these parts. Sorry for the surprise." Beau affectionately rubs his antlers against Havarti's. "Heh you are a strange one Beau... Fire is only part of my magic though. I inherited another aspect, from my fathers side, and due to that I have began to age slowly.. And heal faster. And I can do this apparently... " Havarti motions with one hand and successfully weaves a blanket of vines that seems to have grown from the ground and then he forms it into a basket.